Volume 3: The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Chapter 528: Draw your sword, nephew!
Taoist Yuanzhen happily read the banned book with the children.
At an innocent age, we always have many wonderful ideas and are full of yearning for the unknown world.
Ever since Qinghuang invited Taoist Yuanzhen to be a lecturer in the Qiongsang tribe, the children's enthusiasm for morning lessons has reached an unprecedented high.
They are already very familiar with geographical books about the Western Sea and the Great Wilderness, such as "The Western Classic of the Great Wilderness", "The Western Classic of the Overseas", and "The Western Classic of the Sea".
Of course, they were also well aware of the delicacies from the mountains and seas in the wilderness.
As soon as they have achieved success in their training, these children will open the door to their own travels in the form of "food and the wild".
"So this child is a descendant of the Jiang family?"
Given the little girl's obsession with excellent recipes and her familiarity with Shennong's Herbal Classic, Taoist Yuanzhen was able to calculate her life story with just a few calculations.
It was discovered that the girl's name was Jiang Yuan, and she was from the lineage of Emperor Yan and Shennong.
Yuan Zhen stroked his beard and smiled: "No wonder she has such an unusual view on 'eating'."
To some extent, Hongyun’s reincarnation Shennong was originally a foodie.
Taste hundreds of herbs and experience hundreds of flavors.
If not, how could one write such a magnificent masterpiece?
The fact that Emperor Yan Shennong was able to take this path was partly due to destiny, partly due to his own choice, and partly due to the subtle influence of Zhen Yuanzi.
There is a reason why the two of them can become close friends.
"Sure enough, I look like you!"
With this relationship, Taoist Yuanzhen, who had always felt that the girl was quite compatible with him, liked her more and more the more he looked at her.
"I can accept a registered disciple and pass on the Taoist tradition." Taoist Yuanzhen thought so.
As the saying goes, interesting souls are one in a million, and the meeting of two foodies will resonate with each other.
Since they are all here, we might as well select one or two good ones. It’s time for the human race to have new resident immortals!
Taoist Yuan Zhen, having made up his mind, was not in a hurry to accept a disciple, but instead chatted with Jiang Yuan from time to time.
The topic of both is simple.
Just one word – eat!
If we were to add another topic, it would be two words - Yan Emperor.
It can be seen that Jiang Yuan has great respect for Shennong, the ancestor of the Jiang family.
"Mr. Yuan, do you also know His Majesty Emperor Yan?" The girl's eyes sparkled.
After she discovered that Taoist Yuanzhen knew all about Shennong's deeds, the status of this gentleman in her heart was infinitely elevated.
"Of course!"
Taoist Yuanzhen raised his chin slightly, and his brows revealed unparalleled confidence.
No one in this world understands Hongyun better than him!
Not one!
Recalling Yan Emperor's path to enlightenment, he couldn't help but think of his good friend, and the idea of traveling began to arise in his mind again.
Every homebody has a bond that makes him travel far away.
For Zhen Yuanzi, this bond is one of countless ancient delicacies and the other is his close friend Hongyun.
But thinking about Qing Huang's entrustment, Yuan Zhen put the idea in his mind to rest.
"But it's been a long time since we've gotten together."
Since returning to his position, Fellow Daoist Hongyun has become more patient than before.
He lived a simple life and confined himself to the world of Nanyue.
One is to suppress the destiny, and the other is to explore the great way.
This guy Minghe comes here often!
At this moment, a loud noise was heard from outside the mountain.
A flash of blood shot up into the sky, and then a terrified face appeared in Yuan Zhen's eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Yuanzhen, come and save me! Fellow Daoist Damo has gone crazy!"
Minghe was caught off guard and took a hard blow from the mighty heavenly dragon, and then he heard the sound of Sanskrit and the chanting of Buddhist teachings.
The melody lingering in the soul frightened the 480 million blood gods of the Styx so much that they almost jumped out in an instant.
Western methods have a natural suppression effect on evil spirits.
Although it is impossible for an innate sacred being like the Styx to be defined as good or evil, if it were possible, who would be willing to listen to a Buddha's nagging?
And it is a human Buddha transformed from the form and spirit of Hunyuan!
"Fellow Daoist Minghe, it's never too late to turn back!"
Bodhidharma is truly worthy of being a martial arts grandmaster. Judging from the combat power he has displayed, he must be extremely powerful!
Although it is very likely because of Hunyuan Wuji's means, he may be able to open another door to martial arts in the future!
Rumble~
A giant palm fell, as if Mount Tai was pressing down. Its power was so great that countless laws were disturbed, cutting off the retreat of the Styx.
"Daoyou Bodhidharma!"
Minghe exclaimed when he saw that Damo did not look like he was joking.
However, Bodhidharma seemed not to hear it and threw another punch, which was as powerful as Zhong Hua Shenxiu and fell from the sky.
The magnificent divine power shakes the heaven and earth!
"Fellow Daoist, is this the Devil from outer space? Let me check the details first!"
Bodhidharma's golden body was as majestic as the heaven and earth. He shook his divine fist and used unprecedented martial arts skills to block the Styx, intending to "find out the details."
With this situation, how could the Styx dare to stay?
Is it a demon from outside the domain? How can the guiding saint of Hunyuan not see it?
Does this require further details?
Minghe has ten thousand reasons to doubt Damo's true intentions!
Seeing the overwhelming magical powers coming at him, Minghe had to transform into thousands of forms to avoid them.
As he retreated, he asked, "Fellow Daoist, you are not thinking that my fortunes have changed and you want to invite me to visit Lingshan?"
As soon as these words came out, Bodhidharma in the sky paused.
He looked at Minghe with a kind look, "You are worrying too much, my friend. This poor monk is really doing this for your own good!
"Destiny is related to the sacred life and property. Your luck has suddenly improved. Aren't you curious about the root cause?"
Minghe: "So, you plan to plot against me?"
Bodhidharma's smile remained unchanged. "Fellow Daoist is also one of the most powerful beings in the prehistoric world. He has also cultivated the Way of Killing. If a war breaks out in the future, he will be a very powerful force. I cannot bear to see you get into trouble."
Minghe nodded, "So, you're planning on plotting against me?"
The corner of Bodhidharma's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "My friend, everything has been going smoothly lately. Aren't you worried?"
Minghe squinted at him, "So, you're planning on plotting against me?"
“…”
There's no room for conversation today.
Damo sighed and uttered the familiar line.
"My fellow Daoist and I have a destiny in the West!"
After hearing this, Minghe breathed a sigh of relief, and the last trace of uneasiness in his heart was finally put aside.
"I knew it. When good fortune comes, some things cannot be stopped!" After learning the truth, Minghe was not angry as imagined. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and looked as if he had expected it.
No one cares about the unlucky gods who are entangled in karma, but the top gods whose luck is rising are treasures in the eyes of all parties.
Moreover, the Styx is one of the famous sources of "fun" in the prehistoric world.
It would be strange if Bodhidharma had no interest in him.
At this time, Taoist Yuanzhen also came.
Bodhidharma took the opportunity to collect the Dharma image.
Upon learning that the fortune of the Styx has increased dramatically recently, Taoist Yuanzhen was also happy for it.
At the same time, the same doubts as Bodhidharma arose in his heart, "I wonder if this change in Daoist friend is good or bad?"
As a comrade-in-arms who had fought together to kill the demon god Xia Gengxingshen, Zhen Yuanzi certainly knew some of the inside story.
He was worried that this was a special method of the Hunyuan Demon God, which would eventually have an adverse impact on the Styx.
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist. I know what's going on. My dear brother might really be my great opportunity." Compared to Taoist Yuanzhen's worry, Minghe himself was very free and easy.
After all, a surge in luck is never a bad thing.
Even if my luck declines in the future, can I be even more miserable?
As a god of misfortune, Minghe has an extraordinary awareness.
"As long as you know what's going on, fellow Daoist!"
Seeing this, Taoist Yuanzhen didn't know what to say.
Damo, who was standing by, wanted to have a detailed talk with Minghe, so the two of them went out again.
When he came back, Taoist Yuanzhen saw Minghe, who was in high spirits, and Bodhidharma, who was smiling, and the two of them seemed to be getting along quite well.
"By the way, I've been to Changliu Mountain several times, but why haven't I seen Mingyu?" Minghe looked around, but still didn't see the familiar figure.
In fact, his main purpose of coming to Changliu Mountain was to find Mingyu to ask about his own situation.
After all, Mingyu is the lord of all blessings in the world. When it comes to understanding luck, no one knows it better than him.
"He..." Taoist Yuanzhen sat back under the pine tree and continued to teach the children how to practice.
Hearing Minghe's question, he pointed westward and said, "He has been in the far west recently. He said he was going to observe swords and visit the White Tiger Lord on the way."
"Visiting the White Tiger Lord?"
Minghe rubbed his chin and chuckled, "Which tooth of the Lord has he set his eyes on now?"
Among the ancient gods, there are not only various kinds of fun stories about the gods, but also some little-known black histories.
For example, "Ming Yu Ge Long" and "Pulling Teeth from a Tiger's Mouth".
This is the black material dug out from the long river of time by a sacred person who wishes to remain anonymous.
The former originates from Azure Dragon, while the latter is related to White Tiger.
These are the classics passed down from generation to generation that are tacitly understood by the ancient saints.
Taoist Yuan Zhen smiled and pointed at Minghe: "If you have the guts to say that, go to the Far West and tell them!"
"How dare I!" Minghe said this, but the arrogance in his eyes was evident.
He, Minghe, is not a coward.
…
The most western land of the ancient world.
Hidden within the towering Western Sky Pillar is a blood-red divine sword.
He sat in front of the pillar of heaven in a green robe.
His soul entered the world of trapped immortal swords, and he felt his six senses were in chaos, as if he had fallen into a dark world.
"Uncle Master, these Four Immortal Swords are truly mysterious. Even after entering here several times, I still haven't been able to completely escape the influence of this chaos and disorder."
In the sword world, Mingyu moved forward step by step, comprehending the meaning of the Xian Sword.
What kind of world is this?
There was a surging blood energy in all directions that turned into clouds and mist, and the endless time and space were filled with layers of blood light that made people dizzy.
The direction is difficult to determine and the road ahead is long and uncertain. Even if a Daluo Jinxian were to enter here, he would be doomed in an instant.
"Draw your sword!"
A cold voice sounded in this trapped Immortal Sword Realm.
In front of Mingyu, there was a young Taoist holding a sword.
He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his aura was not fierce. Instead, the crimson robe made him look a little gentler.
Even the Taoist's cold tone contained a hint of smile.
Of course, it would be better if there was less mockery in the Taoist's eyes when he looked at Mingyu.
Mingyu always felt that the attitude of his uncle's spirit towards him was strange.
How to say it?
For example, Mingyu could clearly hear the subtext in the harsh urging voice.
Just like this.
On the surface, it's, "Draw your sword!"
In fact, it means, "My good nephew, come and receive the baptism from your uncle!"
“Hahahaha!”
Sighing, Mingyu saluted with his sword.
"Uncle Master, please teach me!"
The young Taoist raised his hand and drew his sword without saying a word.
Red light spread out, as red as a sea of blood.
The Xianjian Sword surged in the blood tide.
There is murderous aura everywhere, murderous intent roars, and endless murderous intentions.
Under this kind of mighty killing that seemed to be real, Mingyu, dressed in a green shirt, was like a lone boat drifting on the boundless ocean, which could be swallowed up by the blood waves from all directions at any time.
Beneath the peaceful appearance of Tongtian in the crimson robe lies an endless wildness, as if two extremely disparate elements were mixed together, yet forming a certain balance.
It is this balance that gives rise to the sword intent that can make everything sink into it.
Looking at Mingyu who stood motionless in the midst of murderous aura, Tongtian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the mockery in his eyes became stronger.
"Nephew, this won't do!"
"Let's draw our swords!"
If you don't use your sword, are you still letting me bully you?
How boring is it to bully weak players?
Let’s draw our swords!
Let you experience the love from your elders!
Tongtian's words were cold yet gentle, which gradually aroused Mingyu's indomitable will. As long as he relaxed a little, the endless red light would break through his mental defenses and drag him into the endless darkness.
An unbreakable trap, surrounded from all sides, extremely divisive and yet making people sink into it unconsciously.
This kind of trapped fairy sword world and this kind of fighting style are very different from the leader holding the Qingping Sword on the Zizhi Cliff.
At this time, Tongtian looked more like a demon than an immortal.
"It turns out that everyone is schizophrenic these days!"
Mingyu was quite emotional, and wondered what the other three sword masters were like.
He had originally just come to the Extreme West to see the sword, but suddenly he wanted to visit the other Supremes.
"I think the gods will definitely welcome me!"
